Chapter Ninety-Three: Who Will Fight Forward With the Shura Sword?
A soldier with a crew cut and an angular face stood at the gate, looking at Zhao Tianyou with cold eyes.
Zhao Tianyou didn't know why, so he looked at Wu Xiaoyue.
Wu Xiaoyue walked over and whispered: "Brother, why are you back?"
"I'm on vacation, I didn't tell you before."
This soldier turned out to be Wu Xiaoyue's brother Wu Hua. He had been serving as a soldier in the Special Police Brigade of the Provincial Military Region and was returning home for vacation this time.
Wu Hua's eyes were so sharp that he could see at a glance that his sister's white dress had many wrinkles. These wrinkles were not natural.
Wu Hua looked at Zhao Tianyou and asked in a deep voice: "Xiaoyue, what's wrong with your clothes?"
My brother has a hot temper, so let’s not tell him.
Wu Xiaoyue lowered her head and said nothing. Wu Hua looked at Zhao Tianyou, his eyes as sharp as an eagle: "Boy, was it you who sent my sister back?"
"yes."
"Then can you answer my question, what's going on with her clothes?"
Wu Xiaoyue's brother actually doubted herself. This was really hurtful. Is it really not popular to do good deeds these days?
Zhao Tianyou said angrily: "Ask your sister."
"Boy, answer me." Wu Hua rushed over and reached out to grab Zhao Tianyou's shoulder.
Zhao Tianyou slumped and dodged, Wu Hua flew up with a kick, Zhao Tianyou put his hands together, and both of them took a step back.
Wu Xiaoyue didn't expect that the two of them would fight. She quickly tried to persuade her: "Brother, what are you doing? He is my classmate Zhao Tianyou, and he saved me."
"He saved you?" Wu Hua realized something, and his thick eyebrows gathered together like knives: "Xiaoyue, what happened to you, tell your brother quickly."
Otherwise, her brother would definitely misunderstand, so Wu Xiaoyue could only tell everything about what happened tonight.
Wu Hua's fists clenched loudly, and murderous intent appeared on his dark face, like a bloodthirsty tiger showing its claws.
Zhao Tianyou walked over and said calmly: "The matter has been explained clearly, can I go?"
Wu Hua smiled awkwardly at him and said, "Thank you."
Zhao Tianyou smiled and said: "The Whale Gang is very difficult to deal with, you have to be more careful." Then he drove away----
On the other side of the ocean, the sun is blazing and the sky is clear.
In a valley in the Sheikh Mountains, a group of men wearing white Arab robes with flames embroidered on their clothes met in secret.
These men surrounded a black altar, with a black statue of a god slowly rising in the center of the altar.
The statue has a bull's head and human body, eight arms, a ferocious face, and a huge red gemstone on the forehead of the statue.
These men knelt down and worshiped the gods devoutly, a kind of piety that was willing to sacrifice everything and even their lives for them. They kowtowed again and again to gain the power of the gods in prayer.
"Boom", the mountains shook and the ground shook. A man wearing a black gown and a bronze mask fell from the sky. The sword in his hand fell like a meteor from the sky, bursting out with peerless light.
One sword, only one sword.
The entire altar was torn into pieces, and the black statue carved from the meteorite was also shattered into pieces, and the gem on its forehead flew into the air.
The man in black soared into the sky and grabbed the gem, like a giant flying in the sky, elusive and hard to find.
The Arabs present were stunned. An elder seemed to have remembered something. He clenched his fists and shouted to the sky: "Shura, he is Shura from China. Damn it, he stole our flames."
gem."
"Inform the Sun King quickly. Only he has the power to resist Shura."
The Arabs were in chaos. They didn't know that Shura had escaped to the depths of the Sheikh Mountains, the core of the Sun Cult.
The black clothes and black figure fit together with the reflection of the temple pillars, making it difficult to distinguish.
However, the man known as Shura did not deliberately hide his figure. He walked in the long temple corridor, his black gown flowing freely in the wind, as majestic as a god descending to the world.
"Hoo ho!" Bright flames suddenly jumped up on both sides of the temple. An Arab warrior wearing red soft armor and a scimitar hanging from his waist looked at Shura with a fierce look.
At the same time, there was a bright light in the center of the temple, and a man wearing silver soft armor and blond hair appeared on the opposite side of the temple.
"Shura, is it you?"
"Sun King, you are well." Shura said with a smile, and the Sun King became angry: "Shura, your country of China and our Western martial arts world had an agreement ten years ago, why do you want to violate me?"
"Sun King, this agreement is still valid, but you are the one who forgot it. One of our organizations in Afghanistan disappeared overnight. Is this your doing?"
When Shura spoke, he put his hand on the scabbard,
The Shura sword came out, and the sea of blood surged.
All the Arab warriors present had heard this sentence, and they nervously held the scimitars in their hands.
The Sun King did not speak. Lies can deceive the weak, but they cannot deceive the strong.
Shura has arrived here, now there is only one battle!
"Come on, Shura!" The Sun King drew his sword, and his whole body was surging with powerful flames of energy, like the gushing sun.
Shura's whole body turned into a white hurricane, sweeping past.
The Sun King's light dimmed, and he paused and let out a muffled groan.
Was he injured? The Sun King looked at the red sword mark on his chest in disbelief.
The sound of "clang" was heard endlessly, the scimitars of the full moon fell to the ground one after another, and the eight guardians wearing white robes fell to the ground, their internal organs were shattered by the tyrannical energy.
These eight people are all his close disciples, masters of the Dragon Ranking that he has carefully trained, and they can also be ranked among the top 100 in the world.
However, their internal organs were shattered silently by Shura's imperial sword, and they became cold corpses one after another.
The Sun King roared and looked up at the sky. Shura had turned into a black dot and flew rapidly to the top of the mountain. A helicopter landed slowly.
Shura boarded the helicopter and flew away. In the huge temple, only the Sun King roared unwillingly: "Shura, come back, I want to fight you again!"
Shura entered the cabin of the helicopter. A woman in a fiery red leather jacket handed him a spittoon. Shura spit out the blood in his mouth and his eyes dimmed.
"Boss, the Sun King will definitely take revenge in the future."
"Scorpio, that bastard was hit by my Imperial Sword Strike, and he won't be able to recover for ten to eight years. We, the Chinese nation, can have peace for the time being."
Scorpio gently hit Shura on the back, but there was a trace of anxiety on her cold face: "Ten years later, we will all be old, who will fight for us then?"
Shura took off his mask. At that time, he had a sunny and slightly vicissitudes of face, with a firm smile: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and there will be more outstanding juniors to replace us. Scorpio, you have to remember, Dragon Soul is
The organization will always protect China."
Scorpio sighed, she opened a drawer and reported the situation of the past month to Shura.
"The God of Wealth teamed up with the Rothschild family to create a small debt crisis in Europe. He said it was enough to give the stubborn British Prime Minister and French President a headache for a while - Lao Xing said that the quality of the newly recruited special forces was too poor.
If there is no way to train him, he will report and return to the Southwest Military Region---"
Shura rubbed his temples and said: "Tell Lao Xing to think of another way to practice. If you don't accept anyone and go back, Old Wei of the Southwest Group Army will fight with me. That old man is over fifty years old, so let him
Be quiet and quiet---"
Scorpio showed a smile that confuses all living beings. She put down the documents, massaged Shura's temples and said: "Shura, it's time for you to take a rest. How about I accompany you to Jiangnan to relax--"
"No!" Shura felt like he had a boil on his butt. He almost bounced up, but was pressed down gently by Scorpio: "You are afraid of the third lady of the Long family---"
"I---I am in control of the world, who am I afraid of?"
"Are you really afraid? Then I'll call Long Shixin and tell him that you want to visit ---"
Shura suddenly turned over and blocked Scorpio's mouth firmly with his own mouth -----